Eleven holographic projections materialized one by one in the High Council Hall, seated around the round table as they awaited the convenor of this meeting.

One member tapped the table impatiently. “Old Gao called this emergency meeting, so why is he late? Isn’t he always the first to arrive?” He was Wang Jinglong, the head of the Wang Conglomerate. The Murong Group was merely one of its many subsidiaries.

“Did he tell any of you the purpose of this meeting? Is it because he figured out why the Sagittarius Galaxy’s sun nearly exploded?”

The residents of the Sagittarius Galaxy had been temporarily relocated to the Eternal Galaxy, and the conglomerates under his control had all complained to him about the staggering losses, asking when the Interstellar Alliance would move...